Is that a Foolishness in your pocket or- oh, never mind, I see it. It’s a Foolishness.

SNOWPOCALYPSE!!!! (Sorry, we’re still in negotiations with Cato. Apparently he won’t appear until we promise to spell his name correctly or something.) Anyway, what can you do when the fluff is flying and you’re out of whipped cream for your hot chocolate (true story!)? Why, read blogs of course!Here are some great posts I saw this week. Jazzy Beat Chick posted a beautiful ode to her father.The Waiting had a hilarious grade school run-in with beer (though she handled it completely differently than I would have). And Kina Diaz wrote a fantastic post about seeing herself from a completely different perspective

And Spreading Crazy Smiles nominated me for a Shout Out Award! (Possibly because of my catcalling during Chris Christie’s inauguration…) Anyway, I hope you check out her site. I’ve spent some time there, and am already enjoying the hell out of myself.

Thanks to them, and everyone else for giving me great stuff to read this week!

But the question this week is actually the question from last week, or last week’s poll, which asked what does the cow say?. And wow, were your cows talkative! Here’s what you said. (As always, my comments are grain fed in italics.)

“what does the fox say? ” what? its curious..oh did you say COW? damn LizzieC(Cow hopes curiosity doesn’t do to him what it did to the cat.)It’s not what it says, it’s what it wears! (Stacy)(Cow has a leather fetish.)baa when he’s trying to pass for a sheep.(Cow looks like a young William Shatner with that perm.)you just squeezed my tit..sexual harassment! (SnB)(Whew! I was afraid I was milking the boy cow!))What does the fox say?(The fox says Ylvis should be slapped vigorously about the jowls.)
(The blogger says WHY DID YOU MAKE ME LISTEN TO THIS???)Chocolate Fondue. ~Maddie Cochere(The cow wishes he had something to dip besides grass.)Something really droll in a British accent –The Waiting(Cow says we are very a-moo-sed.)That farmer has a fetish for stools, and grabbing my teets… Andro(Better then the farmer grabbing the cows…stool…)Stop pulling my tits you great oaf 😦 Andro(Cow prefers drinks and whispered sweet nothings first. Perhaps some lemongrass…)To milk is human; to grill bovine. – Hotspur(I really don’t want to know what Cow is cooking over there.)go ahead, audition for jersey shore. I dairy ya! polysyllabicprofundities(GTL, BABY! (Grass, thatch, lawn.))Your hands are cold. Red.(The better to stiffen the udders!)You’re not touching me with those cold hands! Benzeknees(It’ll hurt you more than it hurts Cow.)
(Seriously.)
(He kicks.)“For ‘Moo’ Press 2. For ‘Moo Moo’ Press 3. For ‘woof’ Press 4” – calahan(MAD COW DEMANDS A LIVE OPERATOR IMMEDIATELY!!!)“Sanjay–I am your father!”(Darth Holstein? Is that you?)Isosceles triangle or, failing that, moo. Linda Vernon(Cow studies hyperbolic arcs because moons are difficult to jump.)take the batteries out of this damn thing before your mother loses her mind.Maggie O.C.(Cows’s aunt will be giving calf a drum set this year.)Jack! Jack! I’m safer than a beanstalk! Elyse 54.5(Jack should have just gone to Grandma’s house…)I told you not to bother me when I’m jumping over the Moon! Elyse 54.5(But Cow!!! That’s my laundry bag, not a parachute!!!)My poop is full of nutrients. In 62 days, you can put some in your garden.(Cow says his doesn’t stink.)brickhousechick says: “Why buy me when you get my udders for free!”(WE HAVE A WINNER!!!)I bet I taste freaking fantastic. thematticuskingdom(Cow is known for his good…taste.)ting tang walla walla bing bang. thematticuskingdom(Cow says he loves you. And chipmunks.)The cow says you keyed my car. Is that true? Ross Murray(Cow is lashing out because he’s still jealous I stole his girlfriend in high school.)Would you like a fresh pie? (Frank)(Cow definitely belongs on the menu instead of serving it.)Get your hand off my nipples! Twindaddy(Cow appreciates warm hands.)Oi – I’m good with horseradish sour cream. Rutabaga(Cow just wants to bathe in a Calgon demiglace before she’s taken away. To the dinner table.)how now but only if it’s not brown.(Is there a Brown Chicken to go with that Brown Cow?)
(Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?)Lets all go to the mooovies. Yeah that’s all I got. Kayjai(And enjoy our popcow! Yeah, right there with ya…)“Moo. Milk my teats. Harder…harder..YES! Moo.” Not A Punk Rocker(Umm…I’m not sure that’s milk coming out…)

Congratulations to brickhousechick for this weeks winning answer! And from the offered choices, the most popular was I’m the subject of a poll??? That’s udderly ridiculous! So it…behooves me to congratulate all you merry punsters!

Henry and Flo
My daily desk companions

Sadly, I spend a lot of time at my desk. And sometimes, I get frustrated with my coworkers or need to get their attention, so I flick a rubber band to catch their eye.But that got me thinking…what else could I throw at them? Well, that’s this weeks poll. Answer as often as you like, and other answers up to three times. You even have extra time this week, as I will be out in the real world, and offline next weekend. So get your answers in by Monday, 3 Feb, at 2359 EST. Because that’s when this one closes. Oh, and if you leave an “other” answer, leave an ID if you like, or a mention of it in the comments, and I’ll link back to you next week.

The first thing I thought of when I saw Goodbye Girl was NOT the Squeeze chestnut but, rather, the theme song from the 1977 Neil Simon movie of the same name sung by dreary mope-meister David Gates from Bread. Why, I ask? What brought that on? WHY!?

Re: Cato vs. Kato. As I’m sure you’ve already noted, I never let a little thing like correct spelling stop me. You should let it get in your way, either.

Oh, stay warm Guapo. Spring will be here before we know it although I’d swear it’s already spring out here. Poor me. So, do you and Exile talk in real life now? That whole thing just fascinates me. Blog post! Blog post!

There are icicles hanging from the eves of my home in San Antonio this morning, Guapo, and that’s just wrong in every sense of the word ‘wrong’! I can only imagine what it’s like for you guys up north. Thanks for warming my morning up with Jim Jefferies! Have you watched the entire show? Hilarious!!
Have a great weekend 🙂

Okay, you’re winter is just getting silly now. And we’re officially in a drought in CA. I think a drought is more convenient, though, at least for the time being. Try to have some fun in the real world, Guap. I hear things behave by the laws of physics — what a snooze — but you’ll liven things up! You always do!

Buzz(words), you got me smiling, as usual. Was compelled to hum Goodbye Girl while reading your post. Now I’m listening to ‘The Singles 45 and Under.’ Music soothes the wild Blogger ‘ya know.
Great links to check out, a pink flamingo (have a large economy sized version in storage; a must-have for any erudite home decorator),reminders of why I’m back in Cali (brrrr) and a funny. You got it all babe.
As for office exercise? I used to keep a rubber gun, which fired rubber suction cup tipped foam darts, in my desk. At appropriate, probably inappropriate, times it would be used as a wake-up call to upper management. Used to sell these babies by the case in my old retail store. May have one left for YOU.

Nothing says ‘Hey I need more staff and a fucking raise’ like peppering the glass walls of a VP’s office with a few of these babies.
Have no idea why I no longer work for Warner Brothers. Perhaps they were jealous of the move up from rubber bands. Farging Bastages.

Don’t poke my head up often these days… but the sand under your feet is always a wondrous and silly place to do so, Muah!
xoxo

It didn’t use to be… But last year we had snow around January I believe, and then in March we had our first week of smashing good weather. But the week after that there was snow again… So I’m preparing myself mentally for the same thing again…

You’re so welcome to all that snow. My son got a puncture in the middle of a snow storm. Not a great way to end his working day. Henry and Flo look quite harmless, but I would find their presence on my desk, a tad disconcerting. 🙂 Have a great weekend, and try to keep warm.

I am on vaca ATM. I desperately needed it before I go in for test results and having options thrown at me with the caveat “There really is only one choice and we want you to hurry up and make it because we have vaca plans for April.”

Sorry, I was the evil blogger who exposed you to “what does the fox say”. I couldn’t help myself. I also don’t know how to leave my name with my poll response because I’m technologically inept. But I hope we can still be friends despite my shortcomings!

At a work seminar on getting along with coworkers, the speaker relayed the story about a girl who stood up on her desk and aimed a stream of air freshener down into the cubicle of the smelly person next to them. That’s probably the most unique thing I’ve ever heard about being voluntarily “thrown” in an office. I don’t know how the other party responded!

Oh, I love that you are so friendly with your little flies, Guap! The most rewarding part of being an artist is knowing that others appreciate your work, and the little bits of your spirit in each piece. Which are like those silvery-ball sprinkles you used to get on your birthday cake as a kid. If you were lucky.